Japan was the instance that stood out most in her head. It was what kept her focused as she continued. The screams spurring her on to finish her task. The sounds of death becoming a motivator for what would happen to the rest of the planet if she failed.
"Of course not," it wasn't a stupid question but she sighed after answering it. "But does that make me any less responsible. He slipped into the highest position in English government and preceded to assassinate the American President, take over the world, kill millions and enslave the rest." She sighed.
She turned to him tossing the other glove aside. Her face showed a serious concern. "He is going to do something..." she said it with a steel undertone to her voice which spoke of a strength from within. "I just know it." She clenched one fist and took a breath relaxing it. She was grateful he was here. She'd been facing the ghosts alone for far too long, although admittedly she hated that she'd practically dumped this in his lap. She did not want to be alone at the moment. She doubted anyone would blame her.